It's raining, the flat's cold, I just got a call from the person I thought was going to help me move--her truck broke down and she can't come. I have to move everything--air conditioner, desk, books, etc..all by myself. Not good. Kiss my back goodbye. I'm sick and I have to do some unpleasant things this week..I need cheering. Found the above cartoon, that made me laugh, so I am sharing. Maybe someone else out there needs a bit of a laugh.
BTW: I just want to let everyone know, in case they haven't read it before, that I'm refraining from deep personal information these days on this site, because I'm doing that on my alternate blog...and again, if you want that blog adress, you need to contact me, personally.
Not much going on today..just packing and shifting furniture..inbetween laying in bed feeling like..pardon the expression, total crap. At least the headache's better--last night it felt like my head was going to explode. It was actually worse then when I had that bad concussion a month or so ago.
A 16 year old Dr. Who fan told me today on the DW Online site, that I "rock." Now I know I'm getting old: I'm popular, he-he. 
So, here's a joke, a bad one, I'm afraid...but, as Jessica Rabbit once said, "I'm not bad, I'm just drawn that way." Don't ask, no idea why I just wrote that.
Anyway:
A priest, a rabbi and an American southern preacher were out playing golf. They got stuck behind the slowest players they'd ever seen...five hours later they come stomping into the clubhouse and confront the guy in charge: "How come you let those guys play out there so slow for?" The guy in charge tells the three clergymen that the slow players were slow because they were blind. The Rabbi says, "God forgive my impatience." The preist says, "I will say a prayer of repentance." The southern precher frowns and says, "Well, can't they-all just play at night?"
